The sky is blue, and the white clouds are misty. This is the God Realm that has been empty for a long time, so quiet that there is not a single bird.
Fu Mingye stood in the clouds with a bitter face.
He didn't want to fight at all.
But Qi Baicha obviously didn't think so.
"Do you look down on me like this? Show your true skills." A beautiful young man in a white shirt and shorts stood opposite, with red marks on his slender arms and straight and slender legs.
Even the voice was dull after being fed up with lust.
Fu Mingye: This is how he can do it...
No matter what Qi Baicha thought about it, an attack had come like a thunderbolt.
When he was at the bottom of the sea, he couldn't fight against the evil spirits, which has always been a thorn in Qi Baicha's heart. He is the god of nature, and he never loses to the god of prayer.
In ancient times, Qi Baicha often discussed with gods and friends. Snow God is not good at fighting, and always wins less and loses more. Friends pay attention to proportions and let him, the smallest god of nature. Later, his friends fell asleep one by one, and he had no opponent. Under the gods are all ants, unless it is a powerful being from another world like Pascal. Pascal is too strong to be of any reference value.
Ten thousand years of ease, so that Qi Baicha did not have an accurate assessment of his own strength.
It is rare to find a god of the same level, isn't it a living benchmark
It stands to reason that the god of nature is stronger than the god of prayer, but the evil god is different from the god of ordinary prayer. Other gods of prayer were born from the belief of living beings, and when the belief disappears, the gods will also fall. The Evil God is different. He was born in the chaotic turbid qi and devours evil thoughts as power. He belongs to the same level as the Snow God incarnated by the pure qi, and no one is lower than the other.
It's just that the turbid qi has been bred for too long, and the time to become a god is a little late.
Let's just say, in terms of embryonic age, they're the same, even twins. In terms of age at birth, the Snow God was tens of thousands of years older than the Evil God.
For tens of thousands of years, the Snow God spent most of the time sleeping in the snow.
Seeing that Qi Baicha's fighting spirit was burning, Fu Mingye cheered up and took it seriously: "Then I will do my best."
Qi Baicha said, "That's the best."
It was the last god of nature in the world, against the first god of prayer in the world.
The battle takes place in the realm of the gods and has no impact on the human world. The employees of the Fu Group thought that President Fu was traveling around the world with his lover again, but they had no idea that the two of them almost lifted the sky of the gods.
Said to go all out, neither of the two were reluctant to really hurt each other, and the fight was always on point. Qi Baicha saw that the ice pick would melt when he wanted to pass the ice pick through Fu Mingye's chest, so he threw himself into Fu Mingye's arms. When Fu Mingye's evil energy was about to wrap around Qi Baicha's waist, he would withdraw it in time, and instead he gently wrapped his hands around his slender waist.
It's weird to be able to tell the winner.
Such a play is like flirting.
They regained all their divine power, and their energy and stamina were not the same as before. After fighting for a long time, not only did it not consume much energy, but I was hooked.
At this time, the body touches from time to time, you hug me and I give you a look, but there is no way to beat me. Fu Mingye just wanted to throw the other party on the bed and continue "fighting with gods".
Fu Mingye and Qi Baicha exchanged glances and found that the other party also had the same intention.
Qi Baicha said, "How about... let's go back?" Go back to the bed and hit again.
Fu Mingye: "No, it's right here."
Qi Baicha was shocked: "Are you crazy? It's in broad daylight." Although there is no one else, but this kind of occasion with blue sky, white clouds and sunshine is too exciting...
Can't the floor-to-ceiling windows and moonlight satisfy Mr. Fu
Fu Mingye waved his hand, the day suddenly turned into night, the white clouds turned into dark clouds, and the sunlight could not penetrate: "It's dark."
Qi Baicha was surprised: "How can you have the ability to control day and night?" This should belong to the ability of the sun god and the moon god. The alternation of day and night is a natural law, and if the god of the sun and the moon is asleep, it will not hinder the operation of day and night. But suddenly turning day into night is something only Luna can do.
Fu Mingye said, "I don't have this ability, I just dyed the white clouds black with turbid air."
The turbid air is a cloud of black mist that can devour all things.
Qi Baicha: "..." Baiyun wanted to hit someone.
Fu Mingye asked, "Chacha, is it alright?"
Qi Baicha: "...whatever."
The bottom line is really going to drop step by step.
Thinking how much Fu Mingye loved Qi Baicha back then, he wouldn't unlock any maps at all except the bedroom. Later, there were floor-to-ceiling windows, and then a sofa, and now play directly in the open air.
Qi Baicha closed his eyes and sighed: The word restraint is really getting further and further away from him.
The sea of clouds surging, I do not know day and night.
Qi Baicha leaned against Fu Mingye's arms and asked softly, "Do you want to see me as I really am?"
Fu Mingye whispered, "What does Cha Cha originally look like?"
Qi Baicha closed his eyes, and his body emitted a faint white light.
After the light dissipated, the handsome young man nestled in Fu Mingye's arms became a beautiful young man like ice and snow.
The long snow-colored hair was scattered to the calf, and the ice muscle and jade bones were embellished with silver ornaments, and two silver and white bells hung from the ankles. The boy's lips are red and his teeth are white, and he is incomparably cold and beautiful, as beautiful as a splashed ink painting.
He opened his snow-white eyelashes, and his pupils were beautiful ice blue.
Still the same facial features, just younger, and this dress is even more untouchable.
Rao Shi, Fu Mingye, knew very well that his tea was a great beauty, and he couldn't help but feel astonished when he saw the peerless youth in his arms.
Fu Mingye's first sentence was: "I didn't think you were a minor and felt like you were committing a crime."
Qi Baicha: "... I'm tens of thousands of years older than you, Mr. Fu."
"I'm not as young as you are." Fu Mingye returned to his true form without saying a word.
The evil spirit is actually a young man in his early twenties, and his appearance is still handsome, not much different from the human incarnation, just like he has changed his clothes.
The short hair became as long as ink, entangled with Qi Baicha's white hair, and woven into a dense thread of love.
He was wearing black clothes with intricate patterns, which made him look more wanton and evil.
Fu Mingye said with a smile: "Look, I look older than you in my true self, so I'm called brother."
Qi Baicha: "Don't think that if you dye the white clouds black, you are not daydreaming."
These words came from the snow god who looked like a teenager, and he had no power at all, how cute he looked.
Fu Mingye is very rare about the true nature of the Snow God. The juvenile version of Chacha is too cute, and he can't stand it.
Fu Mingye weighed his snow-white hair: "It's like a snowman made of crystal."
Qi Baicha: "Don't you think there is something wrong with this sentence?"
Fu Mingye pinched Qi Baicha's face: "The crystal man made of snow."
Qi Baicha: "… "
Is Mr. Fu playing him like a doll
Fu Mingye grabbed Qi Baicha's thin white ankle again: "Why are you wearing a bell?"
"It's called the Jingyin bell." Qi Baicha gave him popular science, "I had no shoes when I transformed into shape. Wearing this bell can keep the soles of my feet clean when I walk."
Fu Mingye played with the tender and soft feet of the young man: "No wonder it's so clean."
"Don't touch." Qi Baicha shrank her feet, "Itchy."
Fu Mingye's tail finger lightly hooked the soles of his feet, Qi Baicha trembled for a moment, and said aggrieved: "Why are you doing the opposite?"
Fu Mingye said leisurely, "You look like this, and you want to bully you."
In the past, he was worried about the fragility of mortals, but Fu Mingye made offerings to people as if they were treasures. Now that I know that Chacha is actually very capable, of course there will be no less love, but more bad taste.
Qi Baicha: "What's the difference?"
Fu Mingye thought about it, Qi Baicha was waiting for an answer, his ankles were suddenly caught and separated, and a sharp blade was caught off guard, causing the young man to cry out abruptly, and instinctively fell on Fu Mingye's shoulder.
Fu Mingye teased with a smile: "It's tighter than before."
Qi Baicha's ears were red, and she leaned on his shoulder and said resentfully, "Don't Your Excellency Evil God feel that he is committing a crime with a minor now?"
Fu Mingye clenched his chin and looked at him: "Your Excellency Snow God made me commit a crime."
Qi Baicha bit her lip and simply closed her eyes to bear it.
"What is Chacha thinking about?" Fu Mingye looked at the white-haired young man with flushed face in front of him lovingly.
Qi Baicha said quietly: "I was wondering if I suddenly turned into a white-haired grandfather, would you be atrophied on the spot?"
Fu Mingye: "..."
Changed, they all changed.
After Yun received the rain, Fu Mingye asked him, "Do you still have the strength?"
Qi Baicha raised his eyelids: "What? Are you tired?"
Fu Mingye did not change his face: "Of course not."
It is not a matter of 1+1=2 to restore all the divine power. It is difficult for this kind of thing to cause much physical exhaustion to them.
Qi Baicha said "Oh": "I thought you were going to die."
Fu Mingye smiled: "Chacha, just say it if you want, don't provoke me so much."
"Although the clouds here are soft, the bed in my temple is more comfortable." Fu Mingye suggested, "Chacha, do you want to follow me back to the temple to continue?"
"As you like." Snow God is always very Buddhist, "Hold me."
Fu Mingye kissed him and hugged the "frail and weak" boy.
The Evil God Temple has one word from the inside to the outside, black.
The shrine is very large and empty. Whether it is the floor, bed, tables and chairs, or curtains, the style is very ancient, and they are all in pure black color. There was no natural light in the room, and the only thing used for lighting was the night pearls, which were as chilling as ghost eyes in the boundless blackness. Normal people would feel depressed within three days of staying here.
From the designer's aesthetic point of view, this is simply a disaster.
The evil god can sleep here for tens of thousands of years.
Fu Mingye has thought about bringing Chacha back to the temple countless times, and accompany him all his life, but he did not expect to bring him home in the end under such circumstances.
Qi Baicha looked around: "Your taste..."
"If you don't like it, I'll change the layout here." Fu Mingye said immediately.
Having lived in the human world for several years, he also knew that his living environment was definitely not beautiful.
"Not bad. Contrary to my Snow Temple, the Snow Temple is pure white." Qi Baicha continued.
Fu Mingye closed his eyes and said, "Perfect match."
The Evil God obviously didn't care about the decoration of the temple. The only function for him here is to sleep, so there is only one bed, which is big and comfortable, and it is softer than clouds when lying on it.
Qi Baicha tried it: "You will enjoy it."
"Of course." Fu Mingye said, "I have slept in this bed for tens of thousands of years."
slept for thousands of years...
The evil gods are only tens of thousands of years old.
Qi Baicha thought thoughtfully: "It turns out that you said that you like sleeping is true."
"Except for the fact that I am the Heretic God, when did I hide it from you?" Fu Mingye said, "I have told you about this now. I have no reservations about you."
Qi Baicha told the truth: "I thought you were a playboy, a handsome man who sleeps every day and changes bed partners every day..."
Before he finished speaking, Fu Mingye pressed him down.
"Understood, I'm here to sleep beautiful man every day." Fu Mingye gritted his teeth, "I won't change the bed partner."
Fu Mingye seems to be really determined to squeeze Qibai tea. Lord Snow God is also a stubborn person who is soft on the outside and tough on the inside, and will never accept softness. I was forced out of tears a few times and couldn't breathe, but after slowing down, I still had the strength to sneer: "That's it? Can you do it?"
God's energy is infinite.
Only then did they realize that both sides had restrained so much before.
During the interval, Fu Mingye would also hold Qi Baicha and talk gently for a while.
Fu Mingye told the story of the four-cornered love of the gods in the 493 world, and then asked Qi Baicha: "Why do you think the elf god chooses the blood god?"
Qi Baicha was not interested in the affairs of Bieshen's family, and leaned on Fu Mingye's soft shoulder: "We are not the gods, so I don't know why."
"Guess it." Fu Mingye had Qi Baicha's white hair wrapped around his fingers, and he was having a lot of fun.
Qi Baicha just guessed: "The elf god is a face control, and the dwarf god is not tall enough?"
Fu Mingye: It's too real.
"What about the Sea God?" Fu Mingye said, "The Sea God is the most powerful god in the 493 world, and he shouldn't be too bad."
Qi Baicha said, "Isn't it easy to guess? The sea god has imprisoned the elf god, and it is not forcible to take the text. This kind of cannon fodder who treats possessiveness as love will be the first to go out?"
Fu Mingye held Qi Baicha tightly without expression.
… The Heretic God-sama, who once had the idea of imprisoning in his mind, is now panicking.
He had thought many times that he would bring Cha Cha back to the temple to be together forever, which was exactly the same as the cannon fodder of the Sea God.
Luckily he didn't really do that. Otherwise, he would have been out of the game at Chacha.
Fu Mingye asked tentatively: "Then if I do this to you... Of course I will never do this to you! I mean if I restrict your freedom and let you stay with me in the temple forever... Would you not? do you love me?"
"Won't."
"Um?"
"There is no such thing." Qi Baicha said, "I just love you. I even thought about sleeping forever when you died. There is a shackle in my heart, without your key, it will be empty forever. If you What's wrong with living and staying in the temple with you forever? There is no better scenery in the world than you."
The boy's eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved: "Wishful thinking is called robbing, and the two are happy. I am willing to accompany you to paint the ground as a prison."
When he was first moved, it was his husband who took him out of the ten thousand years of solitary prison.
Why not shut it back together.
Fu Mingye's heart trembled when he heard it, full of emotion beyond words, he simply put a kiss on him and loved him with his actions.
The silver bells on the ankles were crisp and sweet, tinkling and trembling for a long time. Qi Baicha, who has always been Qingming, couldn't help but feel a little drowsy, forgetting what day it is today.
The bell faded away.
The young man is soft in the youth's arms, his cold tone is stained with desire, and there is a little seductiveness in the soft wax: "I suddenly remembered, I haven't asked your name yet."
"My name is Xuecha, what's your name?" he asked softly.
The evil god's fingers caressed the boy's snow-white back, causing a tingling sensation.
Qi Baicha heard him whisper, "Qi Ye."
"… "
Qi Ye clearly felt the boy's body froze in his arms.